I nod and he lifts me onto his shaft, the cold metal of the piercing sliding between my overheated folds. I whimper as he fills me inch by inch, so thick I’m suddenly grateful for the slick running down my thighs. My back arches as he bottoms out inside me, the stretch so perfect I feel tears pinch my eyes. “I’ve wanted this… for so long.”
His purr of pleasure rumbles against my breasts, and I clutch him tighter, my shield against the storm. Lightning flashessomewhere high above us, and I press my thumbs into his cheeks, watching the pleasure flicker across his face. He moves his hips, a smooth glide that has his piercing stroking my walls. I can feel the thick swelling of his knot against my ass, my pussy already clenching around his thick length.
“Ark,” I say again, simply to feel his name on my lips. “Fuck me, Alpha.”
He growls, one hand clutching my hip while the other rolls over my clit. Every nerve in my body tightens as he thrusts up into me, his thumb plucking at my tender nub. As I drop my head on his shoulder, his voice is a dark whisper in my ear. “You getting the picture of how much I want you, Abbie? Down in the dirt or laid out on a feather bed, all I want is to sink into you and make you mine.”
“Then do it!” I turn my head, blinking back tears as I offer him my neck. “Knot me and bite me, Ark!”
A thumb feathers over my cheek, catching the first tear. “Abbie…”
“You think I want one inch less than all of you?” I grind down on his cock, ignoring the exhaustion burning through my veins. “Give it to me, Alpha. Give me everything you have.”
He thrusts up, and my desperate demand turns into a needy wail. His knot is big, but with all my slick easing the way, it’s just more of the same glorious stretch. I don’t just grant his knot entry, I consume it, my body milking him so hard his hips shudder. “Fuck, Abbie…”
“Your bite and your bond, Ark!”
He groans, something between awe and relief filling the air as his teeth sink into my throat. A third bite, bigger and hungrier than the other two combined. My body jerks, my blood sizzling and popping like I’m in the eye of the storm. “Ark!”
“I love you, mate,” he whispers, both inside me and all around me. “Thank you for trusting me with every part of you.”
Puppy breath wafts over me like a milky kiss. It’s cute, but not exactly what I was hoping to wake up to, and I groan as I’m greeted by a cheeky lick. “Good morning to you, too, Jedi.”
I push myself onto my elbows, but freeze at the circle of amused faces staring back at me.
Oh, right.
I’m in Ark’s bed.
I’m naked except for his cut and my dog tags.
And my head – including all my wind-whipped hair – was just resting in his lap.
“How was the field trip, butterfly?” Wings chirps, waving a puppy paw at me. “Did you have a good time?”
“Looks like they stopped somewhere for a bite,” Pitt observes, rocking back on his heels. “Definitely the supersize option.”
I roll my eyes at them while they all smirk at my throbbing throat.
“Yes, it was exactly what it looks like,” I huff, pushing myself upright and raking a hand through my hair. I came home with a couple of leaves and maybe even a twig or two caught in the tangles, but I stick my chin up at a haughty angle. “We hiked, we fucked, and then Ark chewed on my neck like an insatiable beast.”
“And what abouthiswar wounds?” Bluff asks, nodding at the scratches on Ark’s arms.
“Tree branch,” I quip, pulling his cut across my breasts. “He wanted to hike in the middle of the storm, so I think he got everything he deserved.”
“Everything,” Ark purrs in agreement, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me back into his chest. “Best hike of my life, hands down.”
I slap his fingers as they roam under his cut, tweaking my aching nipple. After we got home last night, we took a shower together, and he soaped up my breasts until I came all over his thigh. God knows how I managed to crawl to bed after that, but I’ve decided that nipple play has to be shelved for a while, since the poor nubs are in danger of falling off.
“Well, you smell pretty amazing,” Wings says, plopping Jedi on the floor. “And I’m really happy for you both.”
“Yeah, it’s about time you got your heads out of your asses,” Bluff grunts, earning a sour look from Ark. “Well, you know it’s true. Fungi have moved faster than you, boss.”
Pitt rolls his eyes and leans down to tweak the collar of Ark’s cut. “Does this mean you’re an official Flyer now, Abbie? Because I gotta say, I wouldn’t mind waking up to you like this every day.”
I flush at the heat in his eyes, but I’m preening a little, too. “You like it?” I run my hands down my chest, molding the vest to my curves. “I think I’d make a pretty good pres, given the competition.”
“Well, you’ve already got us wrapped around your finger.” Bluff leans down to nuzzle my neck. “Why not the rest of the club?”
